ok, how scared was i last night when super babe was *this close* to getting kicked off the show... well, very scared.
oh his dress was totally hiddy, don't get me wrong. and he was getting wayyyy too much air time this week, which always means one of two things: 1) he has one of the top designs or 2) he has one of the shiteous designs. and it certainly didn't take me more than, oh, sixty seconds, to figure out which group he was going to end up in.
(((sweat beads)))
but forget about that bad prom-dress-on-acid. let's talk about how they have been starting off each episode with a quick shot of him getting ready in the morning. with wet hair. shirtless. in tight silver pants.
*drool*
and i don't know if michael kors is on some big gay cruise or something, but i miss him. however, thankfully this week they had that bitch-on-wheels stylist to be shitty for him. omg, she was mean. and brilliant. and i loved every second of it! tho i especially liked how right before she gave logan hell, she couldn't help herself and just had to say, "well, i will say that you are reallllly cute. and i really like your silver pants and shoes. nice. now, about that dress..."
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